Yeah. Honestly, I want something more like the 7 or 8, so I'm fingers crossed that these places don't suck like the last. The one place has 3 bedrooms but only 1 bathroom, eesh. Maybe I'll build an outhouse, though my youngest won't use his great uncle's because he's scared he'll fall in ...

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If you have boys they can go help out the compost heap 70% of the time

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A gaunt, yellow-skinned gith shrieks in fear, and hauls ass.Lizzie:If you -want- me to think that your character is a hybrid of a black kryl and a white push-broom shaped like a penis, then you've done a great job

I love the 8 acres! Neighbors are close enough where if I had an emergency I'd be okay, but they're far enough away that they won't report me to CPS when I have to yell to get my kids' attention because they're absorbed in whatever they're doing at the time, rofl.

The 7 acre house is too far out there, away from schools and work and civilization in general. And there are houses ... on the 7 acres that supposedly go with the listing?

I potted up my Scarlet Strawberries, and my hybrids to replace the ones that died this winter that I bought from Lowe's. I really do like Quinault and Ozark Beauty -- they've proven themselves worthy enough to have a place in my garden forever. They wouldn't have died if I would've brought the plants in! But I didn't know it was gonna snow 5 times this year.

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Case: he's more likely to shoot up a mcdonalds for selling secret obama sauce on its big macsKismet: didn't see you in GQ homeyBadSkeelz: Whatever you say, Kim Jong Boog

Ooohh, thanks for reminding me, I need to dust like everything. Cannot forget that. Well, Plant wise, everything survived all the silly weather, Figs took a hit but coming back strong, Plums and Beets laughed at the frost, Apples and horseradish were just like FUCK YOU...NOT COMING OUT TILL SURE IT IS SAFE!!!! Now going crazy, one apple keeps wanting to waste energy on flowers....snip snip, stop it little tree.

Was going to slaughter the gilt tomorrow but woman is sick and dealing with a 260lbs hog by myself...nah. So, he gets 1-2 weeks more...sucks because likely be close to 300lbs and the sow could be around 350 by the time I get to her. So instead, finish chicken tractor and move 15 pullets to it.

Gotta deal with the hogs soon because of cost, past 250lbs and you are starting to head towards the losing end of value along with the darn things being so cute they might become pets and you can't eat your pets.

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A gaunt, yellow-skinned gith shrieks in fear, and hauls ass.Lizzie:If you -want- me to think that your character is a hybrid of a black kryl and a white push-broom shaped like a penis, then you've done a great job

I just got an offer accepted on 6 acres near town with a crazy fantastic view of Mount Adams. Now I've got three weeks to get it surveyed, assessed for septic, etc. Unlike a lot of land around here, most of it isn't unusably steep (though, I mean, I'm not gonna garden 6 acres anyway). It's a really pretty piece of ground.

And I hear you, X-D. I can probably kill a shitty fucking chicken, because let's face it, they're miniature dinosaurs and some can be assholes, but I don't think I could slaughter a pig or a cow on my own. I'd probably have to hire someone to do that for me.

Deer, though? Yeah. I'll shoot a fucking deer. After what they did to my melons (in b4 boob jokes) a few years in a row, I could kill any grown deer I see.

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Case: he's more likely to shoot up a mcdonalds for selling secret obama sauce on its big macsKismet: didn't see you in GQ homeyBadSkeelz: Whatever you say, Kim Jong Boog

Deer, though? Yeah. I'll shoot a fucking deer. After what they did to my melons (in b4 boob jokes) a few years in a row, I could kill any grown deer I see.

The eternal problem we have is pigs, partly because you can't shoot the goddamn pigs on government-owned land, which I guess makes sense, but we only drove through to the park _once_ and saw maybe a dozen baby pigs and their two mamas. Adorable family, but I don't want the world to be razed to the ground.

People come here to hunt from florida, or go to florida from here to fish. Deer numbers had dropped one year, so they banned the shooting of females. I was young then and thought, seems like they'd try to let males live too a little, since they are pretty rare generally. Everyone wants to shoot a big buck. But the female ban worked, and the next year the deer were plentiful.

You can lay down corn and hunt over it here, our neighbor has taken to dumping a little corn across the street from his house, close to the road. Since you can't shoot in the direction of the road, I think he likes watching for them. That's a fine idea.

The ecosystem never seems perfectly balanced, I imagine that's normal, but am not sure. This year, the overpopulated sector is squirrels. They are _everywhere._

Still having rat problems. We caught a _huge_ rat in a trap that we are setting every night, as we don't have a kitten yet. That rat would have ate a kitten. I still get freaked out thinking about how big it was. We'd originally set the trap because the hinges of the cat food container (back when we had a cat last) were being pulled off every night. The night camera caught a possum eating the food. We caught the possum on the third night, after catching rats the first and second night. Man, I really wish we had a cat. I don't even care if it isn't nice.

We got an old man cat from the neighbor, we call him our neighbor although he lives about five miles down the road after the asphalt ends. He keeps in touch with humanity.

The cat set up shop on the scooter in the workshop and never sees the sun. That's fine with me, as long as he keeps the rats away, which he will do with his mere presence. I think he is too old to go do active things. Our previous cat was a young man, and the comparison is sharper. He's a sweet cat, and likes us a lot.

It is raining, and we are grateful. Got a couple rows of okra down the street.

About half of our hens went missing and I was a little worried, but then one of them showed back up with a butter-yellow, baby chick with a black stripe down its back. It was so cute and beautiful! New life really is wondrous. We're assuming the rest are brooding as well. Biscuit, one broody hen on a shelf outside that I'd been feeding and watering, went missing along with her egg today, after a long period of incubation. Like the first mother, we assume she is hiding her chick from society.